side view theme: joke
A Fanie walked into a bar
And ended up bashing his nose –
Hear everyone laughing, ‘Ha, ha!’
As blood on his shirt-front there flows.
And next he sat down on a stool –
Deposited there by a hound –
Squelched up again, looking a fool,
With brown on his seat to be found.
To walk to the counter did strive;
And ordered a drink, then, to go;
The counter went ‘Two, three, four, five!’
The drink, though, quite rudely, said, ‘No!’
The barman drew cork nice and slow,
But, such illustration refused,
Fanie downed his wine with a low blow,
And so was of cheating accused.
Does picture I’ve drawn for you now,
In giving amusement succeed?
Just look at him: surely you’ll vow,
‘That is bloody Fanie, indeed!’
© July 2011 Colonialist (Letterdash/WordPress)
Poor Fanie. The butt of everyone’s joke 🙂
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Unlike Fourie, who is always a jolly good fellow!
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Hahaha you’re so Fanie 😉
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Suzanna’s a Fanie-cal man? 🙂
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This one needs the accent! Reminds me of Stephen Fry’s tweeting – he’s been in Cape Town for filming, and loved every minute…
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Not so much the accent, as to figure out that each incident has been turned on its head. My wife simply didn’t get it.
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